There's a place I once knew
That no longer exists,
But I still smell its smoke in my hair

Guess a man can't be changed
And I guess this sounds strange,
But I've never been someone to care.

Now the dice have been cast
On my gambling past,
And the cruelty that I have inflicted

Every girl that I've bedded's
Now worn out or wedded,
Or dancing on drugs not perscripted.

There is one by the by
Got a glint in her eye,
She's my type from her boots to her bonnet

And I often daydream
About her and Ice cream,
Or the way that she moves like a sonnet.

There's a place I once knew
That no longer exists,
But I still feel It's drums in my bones

Guess a past can't be torched
All those days of debauchee,
Before e-mail and gold mobile phones.

Now my cards have been read
I'd be better off dead,
If I didn't like laughing so much

Just a hairless hyena
Drinking rum and Ribena,
With the renegade writers and such.



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There is one by the by
She's got coins in her eyes,
And a body that sailors have scarred

I've been known to blink twice
And imagine how nice,
It would feel to be feathered and tarred.

There's a place I once knew
That no longer exists,
But I still taste its kiss on my lips

Guess a girl can't be swayed
And our last song's been played,
So I'm flicking through yesterday's hits.

Now the record has stopped
As the Tupenny drops,
There is motion towards cigarettes

Better rise and take air
Or I'll stick to this chair,
And recall all those dormant regrets.

There is one by the by
She's got stars in her eyes,
And a face you should paint by the sea

But she's brains and no heart
So I banished the tart,
Now she lives with a snake up a tree.

There's a place I once knew
That no longer exists,
And thank Christ for small mercies like that

Reminiscing's for Stiffs
And I've got enough wits,
To not drift off to sleep in the bath.

Now the words have been writ
And I'm fresh out spit,
Dirty mouth is as parched as the sand

It's a quarter past three
And I'm sipping cold tea,
With a filter less smoke in my hand

To the Sweet bye and bye
Need to rest weary eyes,
Before Sunrise scratches on the door

So I bid you good night
As I turn out the light,
And I wish you sweet dream's one and all.

Copyright © Lee Cassanell 2003

It's a mystery to me that when
The heart cries out Oh not again,
And you find yourself back in that place
Where you were once in pains embrace,
But from that spot you ventured forth

Many a night a knight will rescue you
But that’s not me my love
I am his proud white stead below
Speed you from the darkness with
Love written across my flank
And every mile I run

You electronic cheating liars,
Words are your funeral pyres,
Words so silky smooth,
What is it you are trying to prove?

Sign me up
I'm off to war
I want to kill and fight
Please drop me on that desert floor
Let me join the side of right

If I wasn't always there
would u still know I cared
when life goes on
we all have to be strong
for every fight
we need all our might

The Sharpest Eye
A piercing Cry
Oily Black Feathers
Watcher in all weather